In the distant deep space, there is a vibrant planet floating quietly.
Viewed from a distance, its surface is covered with dense green and Blue Dragon, with clouds flowing slowly over it, and the river meandering like a silver ribbon, extending all the way from the inland to Ocean, Mountain Range in continuous ups and downs.
Everything looks so natural and harmonious.
Like a primitive planet that has not been touched by any intelligent creature, it floats quietly in the vast sea of stars, day after day, year after year.
But this is just an appearance.
On the surface of the planet, there are countless Rage Beast.
Their shapes are all kinds of strange, some are like giant beasts with exposed muscles, some are like twisted combinations of plants and flesh and blood, and some have no original characteristics of the species at all, with only madness and killing in their pupils, and they are fighting each other like they are raising worms, competing to produce one powerful Rage Beast Lord after another.
The killing never stops.
But suddenly, in an instant, all Rage Beast stopped moving.
It seemed like I felt something, and seemed to have received some kind of will.
They raised their heads at the same time and looked in the same direction, which is where Bernardo Planet is.
At the same time, deep in the planet's crust.
There is no solid rock here, only surging magma and pressure that is enough to crush everything.
And at the very core, there is a flame burning in the core of the earth.
The colors are constantly changing, sometimes blazing white, sometimes dark red, sometimes showing some color that does not exist in reality.
In the center of the flame, there is an outline of a creature that is constantly deformed and mutated, with no fixed form.
"He----is plundering my Divine Power."
"That dragon - he has another kind of power, similar to me, but completely different."
The flames swayed, conveying an obvious mental reaction, as if they were excited.
"Eat to your heart's content and grow strong to your heart's content."
"When his talent grows a little, he will at least turn into the prototype of Divine Power and then harvest it - then, he will become my nourishment and help me get rid of my current state of lingering. Maybe, I will have a chance to regain my life."
The flames flickered for a few seconds and then gradually died down.
Countless Rage Beasts lowered their heads again and continued what they were doing before. The fighting started again, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, as if the stagnation just now had never happened.
At the same time.
Bernardo Planet.
Garos does not know what is happening in the distant deep space.
He is walking with Seroel in Emerald Royal City of the Greenwild Kingdom, feeling the scenery of the kingdom under Seroel.
The afternoon sun shines through the lush canopy of trees, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
The wind passes through the forest, carrying the smell of grass and earth.
Seroel's hand was in Garos's arm, and his body was slightly sideways to him.
Her long hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and the tips of her hair occasionally brushed his arm, carrying a faint scent of grass and trees.
Of these two people, one is tall and mighty, calm and powerful, with a figure like an unsheathed sword, with broad shoulders and a broad back, steady steps, and bright eyes, like a Deity sculpture that has come to life, and the other is extremely beautiful, wearing a crown and a gorgeous dress.
Walking down the street should attract a lot of attention.
The strange thing was that no one looked at them as pedestrians came and went on the street.
It was as if there was an invisible wall separating them from the surroundings. Pedestrians would automatically go around them when they came near them, and their eyes would naturally slide away when they glanced at them, as if they had seen something unworthy of attention.
"You used this Suggestion Spell very well."
Seroel said in a low voice.
"Yours is not bad either."
Garos said.
He used Suggestion Spell and Seroel also used similar ones.
The two spells are superimposed together to form a powerful cognitive filter.
In the eyes of passers-by around them, they were just two ordinary passers-by, not worthy of attention.
The two of them just walked through the crowd and enjoyed their free time.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they came to a square-like area.
It is very open here, the ground is paved with neat bluestone slabs, and flowers of various colors are planted all around.
In the center of the square, you can see a huge sculpture of Green Dragon, which is lifelike. The dragon spreads its wings and is about to fly, and the lines on its scales are clearly visible.
From time to time, Greenwild's People of different races would come close to pay homage to the Queen's statue.
Garos raised his head slightly.
He looked past the dragon statue and towards a huge ancient tree.
It looks like an oak tree, but it looks extremely huge, even spectacular.
It is located in the center of Emerald Royal City, with lush branches and leaves. The tallest tree canopy covers the clouds, casting a shadow that covers almost half of the city. You can also see the figure of a giant dragon flying and circling among the branches of the tree, shuttling between the huge branches, like a bird in the forest.
"This tree, magnificent as a spectacle, looks extraordinary."
Garos said.
"I got it by accident."
Seroel said with a smile.
"Guess where it comes from?"
Garos thought for a while and said, "Nausir Empire? It looks like the legendary World Tree."
Seroel shook his head and revealed. "No, I got it from a dream."
Garos glanced sideways at her.
Under his gaze, Seroel continued, "When I broke through the Legendary Realm, I entered a deep dream."
"It was a very strange place. Everything was blurry, like an overturned paint tray. I wandered aimlessly in it for a long time, and then at a certain moment, I saw a seed."
"It just floated in front of me, emitting a faint light."
"I reached out to grab it, and it fell into my paws."
"And when I woke up, this thing was brought back to reality. Can you imagine what it felt like? Something in a dream actually appeared in the real world."
"Then I plant it."
"To this day, it has become this towering tree, which I call Dream Oak."
Garos nodded, looked at Dream Oak, and said, "The seeds brought from the dream grew into giant trees in reality. It sounds like some unrealistic stories."
He paused and fell into thinking.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.
"Seroel, do you think that Dream World at a deeper level is essentially similar to Outer Planes? It is real."
Garos said.
Seroel nodded and said, "I have had this guess for a long time, but it is not yet certain, and there are not many relevant records in the inheritance."
"After I became Legendary Realm, I tried to enter deep dreams again, but the feeling was different every time I entered."
"Sometimes it feels like entering a real world, with mountains, water, and buildings, and sometimes it feels like falling into chaos and unable to see anything clearly."
Seroel sighed.
"Unfortunately, I can only explore deep dreams like this alone. Other creatures cannot stay awake in them, including you. When you fell asleep before, you were in a deep dream."
This is not necessarily the case...
If I go a few more times, I might be able to stay awake in deep dreams.
Garos thought to himself.
As he said that, Seroel looked at Garos's side face and changed the subject.
"This giant tree is my palace, similar to your Dragon Court."
"Want to go in and have a look? There is a wide space inside the canopy, and the air is fresh and dreamlike. There are also many exotic flowers and plants, strange fruits, etc. that cannot be encountered outside. You will like it."
Garos shook his head. "Let's take a walk around your royal city first."
Seroel nodded without forcing it.
She took Garos's arm again and continued walking forward with him.
They walked around the square and entered an alley.
There are dense residential buildings on both sides of the alley. The houses are built of wood and stone, and the walls are covered with vines and flowers.
Not long after, they walked out of the alley.
At the end is a crossroads, with a huge ginkgo tree standing in the middle of the crossroads.
The trunk of the tree is so thick that it takes more than a dozen people to hug it, and the canopy casts its shadow over the entire intersection.
The tree trunk is covered with ribbons of various colors, with densely written words on them, including red, Blue Dragon, yellow, and green, fluttering gently in the breeze, like pieces of colorful leaves.
"This is Wish Tree."
Seroel said.
"The people of the Greenwild Kingdom believe that if you tie a ribbon on this tree and write your wishes on this tree, your wishes will come true. This tradition has been around since the founding of our country and has continued to this day. At the beginning, it was just a few soldiers who tied ribbons to pray for peace before going on an expedition. Later, it slowly spread and became the custom of the entire kingdom."
Garos approached the ginkgo tree and read the words on the ribbon.
"I hope I can get through this year safely."
"I hope the disaster will end soon."
"May Her Majesty the Queen live forever Immortal Realm."
"May the kingdom prosper."
All kinds of wishes, big and small.
"Your people seem to love you very much."
Garos said.
On these wishing ribbons, he saw a lot of wishes for Green Queen. Some were written sincerely, and some were simple and straightforward, but all of them could tell that the writers had respect for Seroel.
"More awe."
Seroel corrected. "They fear me because I am strong and powerful when I manage the kingdom and fight against foreign enemies.
Decisive and truthful. They know that I can protect them in troubled times and give them a stable life."
"At the same time, I don't care if they love me."
Seroel looked at Garos with a more serious look on his face.
"If a ruler is obsessed with the love of his people, he will become weak, hesitant, and indecisive."
"Greenwild Kingdom rose up in troubled times, and I also walked on the edge of a knife. If one day I become weak, this kingdom will be destroyed along with it. Therefore, I would rather they fear me than love me."
Garos said nothing.
He remembered the story of the rise of Seroel.
Starfall is flowing all over the sky, bringing disaster and destruction. Fury Curse is spreading wildly, and Orc has stepped in again, fighting endlessly with Elf - the whole Orotara is like being thrown into a blender.
The former kingdom collapsed in the disaster Middle-earth, and countless creatures died in the chaos.
It was in this chaos that Seroel emerged like a comet.
She acts decisively, speaks her truth, and acts resolutely, never showing weakness or fear.
None of the creatures who tried to challenge her authority ended well, without even a chance to regret.
Garos naturally collected some information about her.
For example, in the eyes of the people of the Greenwild Kingdom, she is the Dragon Queen without blood or tears. Some people even call her Emerald Tyrant in private.
However, Garos also knows that this is just one side of her.
When in front of him, Seroel always looks lively and bright, which is completely different from the image in rumors.
This contrast is huge, but Garos finds it very interesting.
They continued walking, crossed the intersection, and entered a busier street.
There are almost all pubs and restaurants on both sides, and the air is filled with the aroma of food and wine. Greenwild's People of all races come and go here, and the atmosphere is warm and noisy. The signboards at the entrance of the pub are different, some depict a roaring bear, some depict foaming beer, and some depict blood-stained swords.
"This is the entertainment area of our royal city."
Seroel said.
Garos's eyes swept across the pub, and then stopped in front of a door.
There was a wooden sign hanging at the door of the tavern. On the wooden sign was engraved a picture of a wine glass and a card. Under it stood a Halfling, shouting loudly.
"Come on, come on! Our store's latest card battle! Emerald Royal City's most popular entertainment project! Whether you are a veteran or a novice, you can find fun here!"
"You'll get a prize if you win, and you won't lose if you lose! Come and try it!"
"There is a special event today. If you win three games in a row, you will get a limited edition card! The quantity is limited, first come first served!"
Garos glanced at Seroel.
"Card battle?"
Seroel smiled and said, "This is a recently popular entertainment project, using magic cards to fight. Each card has a different creature image, has different skill effects, and will also be accompanied by magic light and shadow when it appears."
"Want to go in and have a look?"
"Okay, it sounds interesting."
They went into the tavern.
The pub is much bigger inside than it looks from the outside.
There are dozens of tables in the hall, and almost every table is filled with Greenwild's People.
The card battle scene is very lively.
Each table is covered with a special magic tablecloth. The tablecloth is painted with a grid for the battle area, and there is a faint light flowing on it. The two players sit on both sides of the table, holding a stack of cards in their hands, and take turns placing the cards on the tablecloth.
Whenever a card is put down, the magic on the card is activated.
A line of light and shadow is projected from the card, forming a three-dimensional image in mid-air.
Some cards project a roaring red dragon. The red dragon opens its mouth and spits out a ball of fire. The heat wave even distorts the surrounding air. The card creatures on the opposite side are engulfed by the flames and turn into little bits of light and dissipate. Some cards project a Elf warrior holding a long sword. The warrior swings the long sword and slashes at the monster opposite. The sword light flashes and makes a clanging metal collision sound.
The images are lifelike, like miniature versions of real creatures fighting.
And it's not just a visual presentation, but also a simulation of sound and breath. You can feel the vibration when the red dragon roars, you can feel the heat wave when the flame spits out, and you can feel the chill when the frost attacks.
Garos stood aside and watched for a while.
"What is this game called?"
he asked.
"Heroes' Glory."
Seroel nodded and said, "It was first made by a few Spellcaster when they had nothing to do. Later it gradually became popular. The overall rules are not complicated, but the strategy is very strong."
At this moment, a burst of exclamation came.
Someone played a card.
In an instant, a bright light burst out from the card, and its brightness even eclipsed the surrounding lamps.
The light condensed in mid-air, forming a huge light and shadow.
It is the dragon form of Seroel, with its whole body emerald green and its scales as crystal clear as jade.
In the light and shadow, she slowly spread her wings, and her wingspan almost covered the entire table. Emerald green runes appeared around her body, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
Like a dream!
Several large characters appear below the light and shadow, representing their skills.
At the same time, the shape of light and shadow changes again.
Green Dragon's figure became illusory and hazy, like a phantom in a dream. Wherever it passed, the opponent's card creatures fell into a deep sleep and fell one after another.
The player on the opposite side changed his face and quickly checked his hand, but it was too late.
The originally advantageous situation was reversed in an instant, and the balance of victory and defeat completely tipped to the other side.
"Awesome!"
"Her Majesty the Queen is too powerful. Once she appears, the game will be over. There is no way to fight."
The opponent sighed and put down the cards in his hand, but his face was not very frustrated, but instead showed a look of conviction after being crushed by a powerful force.
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the card.
He noticed that in addition to the light and shadow image of Seroel on the card, there were densely packed rows of small characters on the back, recording the Legendary Realm deeds of Seroel.
[Green Dragon Queen·Seroel, the founder of the Greenwild Kingdom.]
[The queen rose up in troubled times and single-handedly unified all the kingdoms in the Greenwild region. Her determination is like a knife, and her will is like iron. She never flinches, never hesitates, and is never weak. She is the most powerful dragon queen in the Orotara Continent.]
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Garos smiled after reading those words.
"Determination is like a sword, will is like iron----""
"It's well written and very impressive, but it's very different from how you look in front of me."
he said.
Seroel blushed and changed the subject. "Did you see anything through this game?"
Garos said unhurriedly, "These cards seem to be games, but in fact they are tools you use to maintain your rule and enhance your own prestige. Everyone who plays this game can witness your power with their own eyes, and those text descriptions shape your image in a subtle way."
Seroel's mouth corners quirked up.
"As expected of you, you can see through phenomena and see the essence in an instant."
"The original intention of this game was entertainment, but it gradually developed and, with the help of the Kingdom, it was indeed designed for this purpose."
After thinking for a while, she continued, "Aura Kingdom can also play similar games, and your rule will be more stable."
Garos shook his head.
"That's not necessary."
"Aura's People is already fanatical enough about me. My image is deeply ingrained in their hearts and there is no need to reinforce it in this way."
What he said is true.
Aura Kingdom's people worship him to the point of almost religious fanaticism.
In the system he established, he was not only an emperor, but also a symbol of faith.
Every victory and expansion strengthens this image. The people praise his deeds and Bard sing his achievements.
Compared with him, Seroel's performance in reality is much worse.
Therefore, she needs some additional means to stabilize her rule.
Garos is different.
Countless victories, coupled with persistent ideological education, etc., have established his image in the hearts of his people.
He paused and then said, "However, this game can indeed enrich the lives of the people."
"Aura Kingdom doesn't have many entertainment projects. It would be a good thing if we could introduce this game and give them some fun."
"But not for the purpose of maintaining dominance?"
Seroel asked.
"Yes."
Garos said, "Just to let them have fun."
Although his original intention of establishing the kingdom was for himself, to accumulate strength and obtain resources, if conditions permit, he would not mind allowing his people to live a better life.
Seroel smiled and his eyes fell on Garos.
"Okay, then I'll have someone send the rules and designs of Heroes' Glory to the Aura Kingdom. However, I'm a little curious, how do you want to design your own image?"
Garos thought for a while and said, "I think the image of a simple dragon is very single."
"For example, I can be divided into ordinary human form, dragon true form, three-headed and six-armed fighting form, ultimate form, etc. Different forms have different skills and effects, and the levels are richer."
"Each form of card can be used alone or in combination, giving you more strategic choices."
Seroel looked surprised, thoughtfully. "Is this still possible? I never thought about it."
Time passes by.
Soon after, when Garos and Seroel left the tavern, the sky over Emerald Royal City was already dyed with twilight.
The afterglow of the setting sun passes through the branches and leaves of Dream Oak, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
The pedestrians on the streets gradually thinned out, replaced by the dim light of lamps dotting the streets.
The hustle and bustle of the day gradually fades away, and the tranquility of the night slowly descends.
Seroel gently tugged Garos's arm. "Now, it's time to go to my palace, right? I have prepared a surprise for you."
Garos looked at her sideways. "You seem to be looking forward to my reaction?"
"Of course."
Seroel chuckled and said, "After all, there shouldn't be many things that can surprise you."
She paused and added, "Besides, I have been preparing that gift for a long time. If you don't come again, I plan to deliver it to the Aura Kingdom myself."
The two no longer hide their figures.
Seroel spread its wings and turned into an emerald dragon soaring into the sky. When its wings spread, it brought up a strong wind, blowing up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground.
Garos also transformed into its true form, with red Dragon Qi wrapped around its wings, and followed closely behind with fluttering wings.
Two giant dragons, one behind the other, passed through the branches and leaves of Dream Oak and flew toward the canopy.
The canopy of Dream Oak is more impressive than when viewed from a distance.
The thick branches are criss-crossed like natural bridges, and each branch is thick enough for a giant dragon to walk on it. The leaves are as big as a sailboat, with weak fluorescent light flowing between the veins, like stars in a dream imprisoned in the leaf veins.
Even with the size of the giant dragon, it looks small in comparison with this magnificent spectacle.
Seroel shuttles between them skillfully.
Finally, she stopped in front of a huge nest made of countless vines and branches.
The nest seems to have grown naturally or been carefully designed. The vines and branches are intertwined into a complex structure, forming walls, domes and passages. A curtain made of flowers hangs at the entrance.
There were several Greenwild Dragons surrounding them. Their originally lazy posture tensed up instantly when they saw the Gaross behind Seroels.
They were originally lying on the branches taking a nap, or combing their scales, but the moment they saw Red Iron Dragon, all the dragons stood up, their eyes full of alertness.
Red Iron Dragon has a majestic figure and a majestic body.
Although there wasn't much expression on his faceplate, it still exuded a sense of oppression that made other dragons breathe slightly.
An older female dragon straightened up, her eyes full of surprise. Her eyes stayed on Garos for a few seconds, and then turned to Seroel.
"Your Majesty, this is----?"
Seroel flicked his tail lazily. "Don't be so nervous, we are not enemies."
After saying that, she took Red Iron Dragon and headed towards the nest.
The other male dragon stared at Garos's back, his eyes changing a few times.
Suddenly, he whispered, "Dragon of Red and Iron----With this momentum and posture, could it be the Red Emperor Pale Star of Atlant, the Red Emperor?"
When he said this, other dragons also remembered some of the rumors they had heard.
After a brief silence, Greenwild Dragon exchanged glances.
"No wonder I can step into His Majesty's lair - indeed, only this Red Emperor Pale Star can win the favor of our Queen. I was still thinking before that Your Majesty treats no one with pretentious words, so why is he suddenly so enthusiastic towards an outsider."
"But, does this mean we are on the same side as Aura?"
"If so, it would be a good thing for us Greenwild."
"I heard some news that this red emperor can even manipulate Destiny Rank at will, which is comparable to Gold Dragon King."
The dragons communicated in low voices.
At the same time, inside the nest.
This place is much wider than it appears.
This place is far broader than it appears from the outside. Countless branches naturally curve into vaults and columns. The ground is covered with soft moss and petals, and is dotted with gold, silver and gems, making it shine. The overall structure is like a naturally formed palace.
"How is my Palace style?"
Seroel asked.
Garos looked around, stepping on the soft and tough tapestry with his paws, and said, "It is fresh and natural, it can make the dragon feel relaxed, it is very good, it is very similar to your Dream World. The first time I entered your Dream World, I had a similar feeling."
Although it was his first time here, he felt that it was very familiar here.
Suddenly, Red Iron Dragon paused.
He looked up and saw vines and branches intertwined to form a natural dome. There was a huge sphere tightly wrapped in green vines suspended in the air, like a huge cocoon.
"This is?"
Red Iron Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
"You are really sharp. You noticed it right after you came here."
Seroel smiled, "This is the meeting gift I prepared for you."
She waved her dragon claw lightly.
The vines seemed to be controlled by invisible forces, retreating like living creatures. They unraveled layer by layer, revealing what was inside.
A jagged fragment of a meteorite.
It is about the size of Red Iron Dragon's head, with an irregular shape. Its surface is covered with pits and cracks, and its surface is covered with spiderweb-like cracks. A dark red light shines through the gaps, as if there is liquid flame pulsating inside.
What's even weirder is that those cracks actually expand and contract slightly like breathing, like the blood vessels of some living creature.
Garos's pupils shrank slightly.
On this fragment, he felt the presence of Frenzied Flame.
That crazy, violent, twisted aura was exactly the same as what he had swallowed before, but the concentration was completely different.
The concentration of Frenzied Flame on this fragment has almost become solid.
This meteorite fragment is like a sealed source of Frenzied Flame.
"You can guess what it is."
Seroel's voice became serious.
"That year, the meteor shower from the starry sky swept over Orotara, and it was one of the Shatter meteorites."
"I originally wanted to prepare a complete meteorite for you."
"However, Fury Curse has a strong influence on me. I can't get too close, and almost all intact meteorites have either been taken away by Orc or Elf, or are defended by extremely powerful Rage Beast Lord. Those Rage Beast Lord's thinking is chaotic and crazy, which just restrains me a little."
"So, I only got this fragment."
Seroel said with a smile and his tone became relaxed again, "Are you satisfied? It's yours."
Garos did not refuse.
He pressed his dragon claws and the fragments of the meteorite were sucked in.
He originally wanted to put it into a space prop, but found that it failed.
But this was not a problem for Garos. With a wave of his dragon claw, he tore the space apart and threw it into the Barren Small World he was using for training.
"This gift is what I need."
Garos looked at Green Dragon and said, "Seroel, what do you want in return?"
Seroel smiled slyly, "Do you still remember what I once asked you?"
"I once asked you, how can I win your favor? Do I have to give you carefully prepared gifts like in some love stories, show my sincerity and uniqueness in front of you, and engage in a long and passionate pursuit? Only then can I win your heart."
"You didn't give me a specific answer at the time."
"But looking at it now, it seems that what I did was right."
"Oh, by the way, I would also like to thank your heir Laria. He gave me advice and gave me many ideas. He said that you like real things, so I prepared this gift for you."
"Ask me what I want in return?"
"Garos, you know what I want."
After saying that, Green Dragon showed a proud smile, his eyes were as bright as a winner's, and he walked towards Garos proudly.
On the opposite side, Red Iron Dragon did not stop in place.
He stepped forward, and with every step he took, Shen Xiong's dragon body cast a thicker shadow on the ground. His movements were not fast, but every step carried an irresistible sense of oppression.
Seeing Red Iron Dragon advancing instead of retreating, Green Dragon was slightly startled, paused, and subconsciously wanted to take half a step back.
But Red Iron Dragon has spread its wings.
His giant wings closed like clouds hanging from the sky, covering Green Dragon.
The temperature inside the wing membrane is very high, and the aura mixed with metal and flames rushes towards Green Dragon like the pressure of a mountain. The aura is so strong that it is almost breathtaking, completely surrounding her, and every inch of the scales trembles slightly under this almost aggressive pressure.
Green Dragon A low whimper came from his throat.
She subconsciously wanted to turn her head to avoid it, and tilted her slender neck back slightly.
Red Iron Dragon didn't give her a chance to back down.
He lowered his head and held the side of Green Dragon's slender neck in the dragon's jaws.
There was no rough nibbling, but a gentle bite with some restraint, and the sharp teeth slowly slid along the edge of the scales, enough to make her feel the presence of the fangs, but not enough to pierce the emerald-like scales.
Green Dragon's whole body was slightly stiff.
She could clearly feel the trajectory of those sharp teeth sliding against the scales, extending all the way from the side of her neck. Every inch of the scales that was touched seemed to be ignited with tiny flames, and the burning heat was transmitted along the nerve endings.
Immediately, she seemed to have had her bones removed, and her whole body went limp.
The soft membrane on the inside of the dragon's wings trembled slightly, conveying the suppressed breathing in Green Dragon's throat, intermittent, as if it was blocked by something and then forced out. Her front paws gripped the ground, and the tips of her claws were deeply embedded between the moss and petals, forming several shallow grooves between the vines.
Then, Green Dragon bit Red Iron Dragon's majestic shoulder blade.
His movements were clumsy, his teeth were slightly clenched, as if he was resisting, but it was so weak that he seemed to be catering, and his sharp teeth were just lightly touching the surface of the scales.
The male dragon felt the slight touch from its scales.
He finally let go of Green Dragon's neck, raised his head, his faceplate was reflected in Green Dragon's field of vision, and his breath came to meet him.
"Seroel, I still like the way you thought you were in control of everything just now."
he said.
The voice was low and calm, which was completely different from Seroel's arrogant attitude just now.
Seroel wants to talk back and say something to maintain his momentum.
But her mind was a little confused and she couldn't think of anything to say.
In the end, Green Dragon's answer was just to bury the dragon's head into the hollow of his neck and bite the scales on the edge of his jaw fiercely.
Seeing this, Red Iron Dragon stopped teasing.
He let out a deep guttural sound, and hooked the tips of his claws onto the fine scales at the junction of Green Dragon's chest armor and abdominal scales, and slowly stroked them along the lines of the scales. The force was very light, as if he was playing with a musical instrument, but each stroke aroused Green Dragon's uncontrollable trembling.
Her body tensed up, and then she trembled uncontrollably.
The dragon's wings flapped twice unconsciously, bringing up a breeze that caused the surrounding vines to sway slightly.
Green Dragon felt like his scales were on fire.
The touched area seemed to be lit with fuses, and the burning heat spread along the blood vessels throughout the body, penetrating from the surface of the scales to the depths of the flesh, and then spread to the bones and internal organs.
She wanted to say something, she wanted Red Iron Dragon to stop, but she didn't want him to stop.
In the end, he just let out a series of vague sobs.
At the same time, the nests begin to respond to their master's status.
The branches that were originally hanging quietly stretched out like living creatures. New buds pulled out from the branches at a speed visible to the naked eye. The tender green bud tips trembled slightly in the air, and then quickly expanded into tiny leaves.
Between the leaves, tiny flower buds expand and bloom at an astonishing speed.
It was as if a switch had been pressed on the entire nest, transforming from a static building into a living thing.
Garos's dragon wings are fully extended.
The wide wings completely covered the figures of the two dragons in the shadows under the wings, shrouding the space under the wings in warm darkness.
His tail wrapped around hers.
The two dragon tails touched lightly at first, and then slowly entwined together, extending upward from the tip of the tail to the root of the tail. The friction between the dragon scales made a fine metallic sound, crisp and fine.
His strength was undeniable, and it was tightly wound, but it would not cause any harm.
His bite moved from the neck to the shoulder blade, all the way down along the keel line, and his sharp teeth slid along the edge of the scales.
At the same time, Green Dragon also closed his eyes.
Her eyelids closed to cover the green dragon pupils, and the dragon wings slowly folded in. The wing membranes folded inward, wrapping the two dragons under the same wing shadow at the same time.
The vines in the nest finally bloomed fully.
Countless flower buds bloomed in an instant, and the petals unfolded layer by layer, revealing the inner stamens. The flowers piled on top of the two entangled dragon tails, covering the entangled scales and muscles under a sea of flowers.
The hanging branches began to weave, one on top of the other, one layer on top of the other.
The branches are entangled, intertwined, and fixed with each other, gradually forming an airtight natural curtain, which isolates the deepest things from the outside world and no one can see it.
ps: On the last day of the month, please give me your monthly pass.